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Chapter eight hundred and thirty seventh

"Rice buckets, they are all buckets of rice!" Qi Xieyuan threw everything on the desk to the ground. All the soldiers standing in the room lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

The door of Qi Xieyuan's office was carefully pushed open, and an officer in messy black and gray clothes suddenly stood at attention and said: "The defeated general Chen Tiaoyuan is here to report."

"Chen Tiaoyuan, do you still have the fucking nerve to come back?" Qi Xieyuan's voice was cold and he didn't even look at him. Chen Tiaoyuan was bombarded by Zhang Kai and Chen Leshan in Yixing and fled all the way north.

, not daring to rest for a step, Chen Tiaoyuan had something in his heart, fearing that Zhang Kai, who was behind him with red eyes, would catch up. Finally, he arrived in Nanjing, and before he entered the city, he was sent by Qi Xieyuan, who had already received the news, to carry him here.

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"Fushuai... I have no soldiers or generals in my hands. Although I have been aware of Zhang Kai's betrayal for a long time, the troops are all in his hands. I have no way to save my life. Please punish Fushuai..." Chen Tiaoyuan said on one side

As he walked inside, he talked, and when he said he was going to punish him, he was already in front of Qi Xieyuan. He fell to his knees and cried bitterly.

"Chen Tiaoyuan!" Qi Xieyuan kicked him to the ground and said angrily: "Yixing's entire army, tens of thousands of them, was completely destroyed by you. What crime should you, a son of a bitch, deserve!" Qi Xieyuan said angrily: "Chen Tiaoyuan!"

The angrier he became, Chen Tiaoyuan, who had always been lucky, heard the murderous intent in Qi Xieyuan's words, and collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Fushuai, Fushuai..." Chen Tiaoyuan cried so much that his face was covered with snot and tears, and his voice was always trembling, and he said: "Fushuai, please spare your life..."

Qi Xieyuan pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Chen Tiaoyuan's head.

"Fushuai, think twice!"

The director of Nanjing Police Station suddenly said: "Commander Fu, although Xue Xuan is responsible, there is a huge disparity between us and the enemy after all. Chen Leshan is a cunning general, and Zhang Kai is even more rebellious. Xue Xuan has returned from a bloody battle. He will not surrender to the enemy because of his righteousness."

Could it be that this behavior could not save his own life? Fushuai should think twice."

"Yes." Another general who was over fifty years old and whose sparse hair was already gray said, "Commander Fu, it is unlucky to kill the general in front of the battle!"

"Bang!" The sound of a gunshot almost scared Chen Tiaoyuan to the point of peeing his pants. Black smoke was rising from the burnt bullet holes on the floor to his left.

"Thank you Fushuai for not killing, thank you Fushuai for not killing..." Chen Tiaoyuan, who was frightened and stunned, could only kowtow continuously, making the floor bang.

Everyone looked at it with a sense of sadness. The man in front of them was a dignified second-line commander before the expedition. He was very high-spirited, but now he was kneeling on the ground and could only kowtow to apologize and beg for mercy. The humiliation of a soldier does not lie in death, but in defeat.

, no matter how arrogant and glorious you were, as long as you lose, you will lose everything...

"Drag this son of a bitch down! Wait until I kill Lu Yongxiang and chop Zhang Kai, and then shoot this bastard!" Qi Xieyuan gave the order in a deep voice, and two private soldiers came in quickly and dragged him away. He could only say

I thanked Fushuai for not killing him. The generals lined up on the left and right to make way for Chen Tiaoyuan.

"Report!" Qi Xieyuan, who had just dealt with Chen Tiaoyuan, heard the sound outside the door before he could take a breath. Qi Xieyuan slapped the revolver in his hand on the table and walked back behind the table.

"Come in!" Qi Xieyuan said impatiently.

"Commander Fu, the Zhejiang Army, with Zhang Kai as the vanguard, and Chen Leshan divided their forces to attack Liyang in two groups. The Liyang City Government asked me for help in Nanjing." After the soldier who sent the order read this brief message, he stood at attention, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to be filled with excitement.

It froze. Everyone's eyes focused on Qi Xieyuan's face.

"Liyang? They have already arrived in Liyang?" Qi Xieyuan's eyes widened and he fell down on the chair, at a loss.

Qi Xieyuan is also a man who knows the military. Liyang does not have heavy troops. There are only a few thousand armed police. They usually bully and bully the people. It is impossible to point them to defend the city. And Liyang is only across the border from Nanjing.

A sentence is only a day's journey away. Qi Xieyuan came to the conclusion that Nanjing is in danger, and it can only happen in a short time.

"Soldiers and horses, how many men and horses do we have that can be mobilized now?" Qi Xieyuan asked in turn, his eyes wandering around everyone's faces, hoping to find someone who could give him this answer.

Those present were all the generals in charge of the Soviet army. They looked at me, and I looked at you. Finally, the old officer who was over fifty years old said: "Commander Fu, all my troops from Jiangsu have been sent to the Ninghu front line...

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Qi Xieyuan slowly moved back and leaned on the back of his chair. This great warlord who was in charge of one side was really confused. The enemy was approaching in an instant, but he had become a mere commander.

"What to do? What to do?" Qi Xieyuan looked at the generals in front of him aggressively, but everyone who made eye contact with Qi Xieyuan would avoid it and did not dare to look at him.

"Trash, you bunch of rubbish, I raised you bunch of stupid pigs in vain." Qi Xieyuan's angry voice trembled, "On weekdays, you smoke big cigarettes, play with women, and eat free money, but I turn a blind eye.

, it means that you worked hard during the war, but now that you are being used, look at your stupid pig faces. Brother Wang Hai, don’t you always call yourself Little Zhuge? What’s your clever plan, Commander Zhang?

Don’t you also claim to be a scholar of the country? Just talk..."

Qi Xieyuan slapped his hand on the table, which made everyone shrink their heads. They seemed to have made up their minds, but no one said a word.

"I will shoot you..." The furious Qi Xieyuan really didn't just say it. He picked up the revolver that had just been placed on the table and casually pointed at a human head in front of him.

"Fushuai, Fushuai." Everyone was really afraid that he would pull the trigger out of anger. Even if it went off the rails, they couldn't bear it. When they saw this scene, they all dispersed to both sides.

"Report!"

Another piece of news arrived, which saved these young and old officers.

"Urgent message from the front. Liyang has been captured. Chen Leshan and Zhang Kai's troops are rushing to Nanjing without stopping."

Qi Xieyuan put down his gun tremblingly. At this moment, no matter how many people were killed, the situation could no longer be restored. Jiangsu was defeated.

"Drafting a telegram..." Qi Xieyuan's voice became hoarse in such an instant. He leaned his gun on the desk and said in a low voice: "Draft a telegram and electrify the whole country. I, Qi Xieyuan, announce..." Qi Xieyuan swallowed hard.

, with an expression full of unwillingness, "...announced his resignation..."

After saying the word "Shiye", it seemed that all the muscles and bones in Qi Xieyuan's body were taken away. He fell forward and almost fell on the table. The officer behind him hurriedly came to help him.

Veteran Zhang Xun said: "Commander Fu, although the situation is difficult, it seems that we are not at the end of the road yet!"


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